Eating Ramen

"Pfft—"

After taking a punch from Uzumaki Chenhao, the two of them immediately couldn't hold their ground. They collapsed to the ground, spitting blood.

Mu Liuyu's eyes went wide as he watched both of his underlings get taken down by Uzumaki Chenhao. He simply couldn't believe that this person was the same Uzumaki Chenhao they used to bully every single day.

"How... how is this possible?"

Watching his men fall one by one, Mu Liuyu was completely helpless. All he could do was stand there and stare. He never imagined that the person they'd tormented daily could now effortlessly turn the tables on them.

"What's impossible about it? I've been bullied by you guys every day. It's time for a change of guard. And let me tell you—from now on, no one bullies me. I'm the one doing the bullying." Uzumaki Chenhao walked up to Mu Liuyu, crouched in front of him, and said with a smile.

Hearing what Uzumaki Chenhao had just said, Mu Liuyu didn't react—except that his eyes were trembling uncontrollably.

Even with his powerful family backing him, he didn't dare say a word now, afraid that one wrong remark would get him beaten black and blue again.

Seeing that Mu Liuyu had nothing to say, Uzumaki Chenhao slowly stood up, stretched, and spoke with a grin.

"Alright, I don't want to waste any more time with you. Get out of my sight right now, or I can't guarantee I won't cripple you." Uzumaki Chenhao looked down at Mu Liuyu in front of him and said harshly.

Hearing that, Mu Liuyu's two lackeys scrambled up from the ground, dragged him to his feet, and prepared to leave.

You have to admit, there were some perks to following someone with family backing. It seemed Mu Liuyu had been giving those two plenty of training to toughen them up.

If he hadn't been rewarding them, they wouldn't have stuck with him so loyally. And if not for those perks, after taking a punch from Uzumaki Chenhao, they'd probably be lying in a hospital bed for half a month.

As his lackeys dragged him away, Mu Liuyu kept glaring at Uzumaki Chenhao. Clearly, he was furious about losing. But there was nothing he could do—Uzumaki Chenhao was just stronger than him.

Watching the three of them disappear from sight, Uzumaki Chenhao thought to himself.

Looks like after this, I've made an unforgivable enemy out of him. I know his family's influence well enough. Once he's back, there'll probably be people coming to cause trouble for me from now on. But so what? I've got the system now. I'm not afraid of you bastards.

"Ding. Congratulations, host. Your Throwing skill has reached the Mastery level. 1,000 Gold Coins and an Orange-grade weapon have been sent to your account. Please check in time."

Hearing the system's mechanical voice, Uzumaki Chenhao smiled quietly, brushed the dust off his clothes, and slowly walked toward the market.

I didn't expect my Throwing skill to reach Mastery already. If I keep working at it, I should be able to hit the bullseye every time soon—wherever I aim, I'll strike. Uzumaki Chenhao thought to himself as he walked along the road.

I've worked hard enough today. Time to reward myself with a bowl of ramen. And if I'm having ramen, it's got to be Ichiraku Ramen. There's a lot to do in the coming days—the biggest thing being the Nine-Tails' invasion. I really need to think carefully about what I'm going to do when that happens.

With that thought, Uzumaki Chenhao smiled and headed toward Ichiraku Ramen.